1 Blessings falling ‘round us like the summer show’rs,
Nature’s voices ringing thro’ the shady bow’rs,
Birds in tuneful measures singing glad and free,—
This is such a good world, and it just suits me.
Chorus:
It just suits me, it just suits me,
In ev’ry bud and blossom his love we see;
This world is good to live in, and sunny as can be;
Our heav’nly Father made it, and it just suits me.
2 Balmy breezes blowing where the streamlets glide,
Fragrant buds and blossoms in the grasses hide,
Rivers sweeping onward to the broad blue sea,—
This is such a good world, and it just suits me. [Chorus]
3 Mountain, hill and valley full of life and cheer,
Showing forth the mercies of our Father dear;
One of thankful praise my song shall ever be,—
This is such a good world, and it just suits me. [Chorus]
Source: Sunday School Voices, No.2 #118